CharlesA Poem by Chirag KumarHe lusts for your moans
He relishes your screams Sucking your lips and biting them is a forever dream.
But Charles isn't for a rush He is in for a game A game of seduction which would put lovers to shame. And so the game begins with intense rides of pain. His subtle moves
his unfamiliar grooves surprise you agonize you terrorize you as he tears into your body with a sharp deadly dagger drawing a picture of wounds and unleashing a fury of blood on your canvas.
An orgasmic experience as he strangles you with passion and watches you wither away slowly steadily fanatically with elation.
Your tears are his worthy treasure Your struggles peak his cravings, and as you pass away, he stands up as victorious, bereft of any conscience and
portraying a face of ambience to the world. He exits your home and enters the city to roam
and find another chick to be seduced by him and make her fall asleep, Deep Deep Sleep. - C Kumar 22nd May 2015
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